Yes, I have doubted. I have wandererd off the path. I have been lost. But I always returned. It is beyond the logic I seek. It is intuitive - an intrinsic, built-in sense of direction. I seem to find my way home. My faith has wavered but has saved me.

At 50, you need to laugh about your age. If you don't, everybody else will do it for you. Happy birthday, old chum!

We relish news of our heroes, forgetting that we are extraordinary to somebody too.

We live in a very tense society. We are pulled apart... and we all need to learn how to pull ourselves together.... I think that at least part of the answer lies in solitude.

Perhaps we have been misguided into taking too much responsibility from our children, leaving them too little room for discovery

All through the long winter, I dream of my garden. On the first day of spring, I dig my fingers deep into the soft earth. I can feel its energy, and my spirits soar.

When books are opened, we discover that we have wings